Hundred-meter-long pink giant tongues drifted slowly around Ninefold Mountain from every direction, ugly and ferocious.
These odor creatures resembling giant tongues were covered in black, raised pores. The pore walls constantly contracted and expanded, producing wheezing "huff, huff" breaths as though exchanging odors with the outside world. Large amounts of murky yellow gas sprayed from within them, carrying a rank, fishy stench.
One after another, these bizarre and hideous monsters weaved among one another. Some even briefly touched tongue tips. Before long, the scattered dark creatures in every direction had been wiped out and sucked into their bodies.
Within Ninefold Mountain's concealment range.
"Damn it, there are so many!"
Little Eight was stunned by the sheer number of odor creatures.
There were no fewer than a hundred of these monstrous tongues, each possessing the strength of a Lord of the World. With such numbers, along with the low-level odor creatures covering the sky and ground, even if Green fought head-on with all his strength, he could only retreat in defeat and flee.
The little three-tailed fox stared with her watery eyes wide open. Her three-colored tails swept back and forth repeatedly, revealing her restless anxiety as she trembled at the sight of these hideous, ferocious monster fiends.
Only those ethereal True Immortals could deal with such terrifying demons.
At that moment, Green was using an odor-concealing potion to mask any scent that might expose them. It was a potion he had invented back when he had been a wizard apprentice, and its production process was not complicated.
It was difficult to imagine that the protective barrier separating everyone from life and death was nothing more than these insignificant potions.
Or perhaps this was the knowledge of truth?
"Don't worry. Ninefold Mountain itself possesses incomparably powerful concealment properties, and with these